| C | G | |
| You got a fast c | ar |
| Cadd9 | D | |
| I want a ticket to a | nywhere |
| C | G | |
| Maybe we can make a | deal |
| Cadd9 | D | |
| Maybe together we can g | et somewhere |
| C | G | |
| Anyplace is | better |
| Cadd9 | D | |
| Starting from zero got | nothing to lose |
| C | G | |
| Maybe we'll make so | mething |
| Cadd9 | G | |
| Me myself I got | nothing to prove |
| You got a fast car |
| I got a plan to get us out of here |
| I been working at the convenience store |
| Managed to save just a little bit of money |
| We won't have to drive too far |
| Just across the border and into the city |
| You and I could both get jobs |
| Finally see what it means to be living |
| See my old man's got a problem |
| Lives with a bottle that's the way it is |
| He says his body's too old for working |
| Body's too young for looking like his |
| Mama went off and left him |
| Wanted more from life than he could give |
| I said somebody's got to take care of him |
| I quit school that's what I did |
| What I did, what I did |
| You got a fast car |
| Is it fast enough that we can fly away |
| We gotta make a decision |
| Leave tonight or live and die this way |
| So remember when we're driving, driving in your car |
| The speed so fast felt like I was drunk |
| City lights lay out before us |
| And your arm felt nice wrapped 'round my shoulder |
| And I had a feeling that I belonged |
| And I had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone |
| You got a fast car |
| We go cruising, entertain ourselves |
| You still ain't got a job |
| And I work in a market in the checkout line |
| I know things will get better |
| You'll find work and I'll get promoted |
| We'll move out of the shelter |
| Buy a big house and live in the suburbs |
| So remember when we're driving, driving in your car |
| The speed so fast felt like I was drunk |
| City lights lay out before us |
| And your arm felt nice wrapped 'round my shoulder |
| And I had a feeling that I belonged |
| And I had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone |
| You got a fast car |
| I got a job pays all our bills |
| Stay out drinking late at the bar |
| See more of your friends than you do of your kids |
| I'd always hoped for better |
| Thought we'd together you and me would find it |
| I got no plans I ain't going nowhere |
| Take your fast car and keep on driving |
| You got a fast car |
| Is it fast enough so you can fly away |
| You gotta make a decision |
| Leave tonight or live and die this way |
| So remember when we're driving, driving in your car |
| The speed so fast felt like I was drunk |
| City lights lay out before us |
| And your arm felt nice wrapped 'round my shoulder |
| And I had a feeling that I belonged |
| And I had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone |